Isabella blinked in surprise, taken aback by his words. "Are you rejecting me?" she asked, her voice tinged with confusion. "You've been flirting with me since we reunited, and you didn't push me away when I kissed you. Why the sudden hesitation?"
''When a woman sleeps with me, they get a tattoo on their abdomen, and it comes with a lot of benefits,'' Archer revealed. ''I can teleport you to me once daily; we can communicate.''
She looked confused, but after a few seconds, she nodded with resolve, ''So we're clear, handsome. You want me to be sure about becoming your bitch because, after that, there's no going back?''
''Pretty much,'' Archer nodded. ''Are you a masochistic?''
''Yes!'' Isabella suddenly exclaimed. ''But I've never found anyone who can truly dominate me and make it worthwhile.''
''I never knew you were this dirty while growing up. I thought you were the perfect aunt who did nothing wrong and was straight laces,'' Archer revealed, causing the older woman to laugh.
